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Name: Alex
Birthday: 6/4/1916
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Thursday, March 16, 2006

new times and old friends

my hands still shake when i move to relate to things that make my mind race


Friday, December 23, 2005

I have a new number.... good luck figuring it out


Tuesday, December 06, 2005

A NEW LEAF HAS TURNED. WAKE UP THE DEAD


Friday, December 03, 2004

Today is a much better day, and I feel like I am floating.

The only thing that could make my life any better right now, would be a special person to share my day with.

My hopes hopeless wondering,

searching farther,

deeper I'm falling,

my tear drops in a spacious swirling hole.

tiresome, meaningless,

fearful and envious,

I cant stand,

I cant stand.

I......

Sat in my room, in a blank cornered massacre,

Straining my voice,

SCREAMING.......Blank walls,

lungs bloody,

dripping down the back of my throat,

like some crazy acid trip swirling my images,

distorting my images,

delaying my mind so I can create something better,

Who is to say I cant fall down these flight of  unfinished stairs,

The rails not working,

Laughter growing louder,

can you hear my screams rising......

Growls from the basement holding the air still,

Black as night,

Cold as winter frost covering my lifeless body,

immigration,

immigration,

deafening blows to my skull,

the concrete looks better than your fist.

Pulling myself up heading towards the corner,

Moving towards the Darkness,

Light burns my eyes.........

burns my mind,

drilling my face down,

shadows dont exsist here...

No one stating,

points making, 

time is failing to improve my situation,

bodies littering the ground....

littering the streets...

Dont tell your secret..

Please....

dont share my pain....

NO....

peek around the corner...

SIT.....

let end make fast my mind blows quicker heat rise my eyes second part taking hold my chair what you lift go down eat your soul tired weak girls voices honey honey honey home till dark liquid creeping.. creeping..

DARK..........


Thursday, December 02, 2004

My eyes following the lights,

Wrists red with love,

My heart burns with fear,

Why cant I see.

Can I hold on to the world,

or should I slide away like a kid in the park grasping the moment without a clue what will happen tomorrow.

I cant grasp what sits in front of my face,

numb from the cold that stings my lips.

What can I do to change my thoughts of how I feel,

How I think,

Death to the torment that tears apart my insides,

leaving my bones bare,

holding carefully to whatever is left.

I sit in my closet and hold on to the night.....

whispers, whispers....

feeling tired,

feeling cold,

feeling weak,

feeling......

lost. 

 

 



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